Jingu Siyue wanted to complain, as the student president, the preparatory bell of the class meeting rang, and he was still grinding at the school gate.

But every time he saw Hoshino Mori Hoshino and Sakura Koji Sakura walking together, he felt an inexplicable sense of shock.

"Good morning, Yonomiya-san, Jinguji-san."

Hoshino Mori Hoshino walked over and greeted them with a smile.

Jingu Terakitsuki glanced at Sakura Koji Sakura beside her and agreed.

"How did you feel on the first day of check-up?"

"It's terrible, senior sister, we're really going to be angry." When Yang Gongyao heard this, he immediately protested, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction with the second and third grade students.

Whether they wear a bow tie, makeup, or earrings or not, these are all trivial things, the key is that everyone comes up and stares at her curiously, asking her if she is a lost junior high school student, and almost provokes Yang Gongyao.

Here, Yomiya Yao kept complaining to Hoshino Mori Hoshino, and Jingu Teratsuki had already walked beside Sakura Koji Sakura and asked how the two of them could go to school together.

Sakura Koji Sakura only said that they met by chance in Sakamichi, so they came together, but they seemed to have deliberately stood in the distance to observe, and the scene between Jingu Teraki and Iwasaki, who was in the same class, was also watched by them as a matter of course.

I changed my indoor shoes, walked up to the second floor, and waited for the Sakura Koji Sakura and Jinguji Temple to enter the classroom through the front and back doors of the classroom, and the original noisy noise dissipated.

As Jingu Teraritsuki walked towards the window position step by step, the atmosphere in the classroom was solemn like the room of the final boss in an RPG game.

Even if they didn't have particularly good hearing, the people in the class didn't suppress their arguments.

It's nothing more than a suspicion that Jingu Jizuki joined the student union by improper means, and by the way, he taunted Hoshino Mori Xingno together, it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, it's all about whether it's fun or not.

Jinguji Yuequan didn't hear it, and looked at the white clouds fluttering outside the window speechlessly.

Maybe there is the kind of hot-blooded sunshine boy who doesn't matter how he is smeared, but as long as he is insulted by the people around him, he will get angry.

If it is in a comic, such a character is undoubtedly an upright person full of "companions" and "bonds", and is the protagonist of the story.

But Jingu Siyue has a very clear positioning for himself, he is a scumbag full of lies.

Adhering to the "friendship", "hard work", and "victory" of the shonen comics, it is natural that people like him will not be chosen as the protagonist.

and depicts a slender and beautiful love story, a character like him is used to set off the affectionate harlequin of the male protagonist, no matter how smooth the start is, the story often ends up being abandoned by women at the end.

Therefore, even when he heard how Hoshino Mori was described as cheap, the boy still sat quietly in his chair, putting on a disgusting, indifferent appearance that made him sick.

He thought that it would be his former self, and that he would be the Jingu Temple Moon before he got the system.

If he heard someone smear the girl next to him like this, he would be angry and push that person to the ground, clench his fists and smash the bridge of his nose hard, so that he would have to beg for mercy and admit his mistake.

At that time, Jingu Temple Moon wanted to have a sincere heart, neither concealed nor told lies, and went straight to the point, so stupid that people wanted to laugh.

Looking at his current appearance, it doesn't seem to be much different from a pool of stagnant water fished out of the sea and thrown on the asphalt floor.

Just act as if you didn't hear it.

Just as the teenager had this thought, there was an abrupt noise in the front row of the classroom.

The sound caught the attention of everyone in the class, including Jingu Terakitsuki.

The girl with the side ponytail stood up silently, walked to the podium, and picked up the textbook she had thrown to the ground.

Feeling the gaze of the class, Sakura Koji Sakura was silent for a long time, scratching her head with a smile.

"Ahaha-I can't understand math at all, I'm so angry that I ...... if I don't pay attention."

After the air was quiet for a few seconds, many of her classmates who knew her well burst out laughing.

"What, I thought you were mad."

"No, I'll teach you when I take a lunch break."

"Really? Thanks-"

"Ah, here comes the teacher."

"Sakura Koji, what are you doing standing here? Hurry back and sit down, the class meeting has begun. ”

Sakura Koji Sakura stuck out her tongue and smiled, her eyes swept over the boy by the window in the back row, and she picked up the math book on the ground without saying a word, and returned to her seat.

……

……

During the lunch break, Jingu Teratsuki went to the old school building, and there was no one in the student council room, and the teenager lay directly on the sofa to take a nap.

The incense sent by the principal last week was placed on the desk, which was very helpful for sleep, so it didn't take long for Jingu Terakitsuki to fall asleep.

And the opportunity for Jingu Siyue to wake up was that he felt that someone was stirring the hair on his forehead, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a round and pink lovely face, and there was a cunning color in those bright and beautiful big eyes.

"Puff - senior, this lazy worm, sleeps like a pig."

"What little pig?"

The sudden sound startled the girl, and she took a few steps back, made a defensive posture, and looked vigilantly at Jingu Jiyue, who was slowly sitting up.

took out his phone, turned on the front camera, looked at his face carefully, and then turned off the screen expressionlessly, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Sheep Palace."

“…… Be. ”

"Are you idle?"

"It's not that we're idle, it's just that the seniors are sleeping too soundly, and if we don't pay attention, we won't control our hands......"

Even if she blinked her pitiful big eyes and looked like a homeless little squirrel that had been washed away by a flood in the winter, Jingu Terakitsuki didn't plan to give her a good look.

"Demolished."

"Let's come over now, are you sure the senior won't beat us?" Yang Gong Yao cautiously probed.

"Before I change my mind."

"Gotta do it!"

When Yang Gongyao removed all the seventeen or eighteen pink hairpins on the boy's head, he looked like he was begging for a reward.

Jinguji Yueden showed the ugly face of the people of Tokyo, stretched out his big hand full of lies, took a shallow breath, and squeezed the girl's heavenly spirit cover, and the sorrow immediately resounded through the old school building.

"What's going on? I heard the screams of Yanggong classmates from afar? The student council room isn't for you to play weird. ”

The door of the student council room was pushed open, and Hoshino Morino, who was the student council president, walked in and cast a strange glance at Yonomiya Yao and Jinguji Yu.

"Jinguji-san, I've said it many times, it's not good to use violence."

"I swear, it's all her fault this time." Jingu Teratsuki pointed to the girl rolling on the sofa and said.

So Hoshino Mori began to look at them carefully.

The young man looked like he had just woken up, his hair was surprisingly messy, and there were more than a dozen cute styles of lady's hairpins on the coffee table, Hoshino Mori Hoshino immediately guessed the situation.

"Yanggong-san, it's very rude to disturb other people's sleep."

“…… Well, we know we're wrong. ”

Hoshino Mori shook his head, he seemed to be used to their appearance, so he handed them the documents in his hand and got down to business.

"What you have in your hands is the schedule and schedule of the sports festival, and at this afternoon's class meeting, the class teachers of each class should discuss the sports festival.

"Although the sports festival is not mainly planned by our student council, as the president of the student council, I naturally hope that the members can take the lead.

"I don't ask you to get a good ranking, I just hope that you can sign up for more projects, and it's good to boost morale."

"Huh~~ Sports Festival." Yang Gongyao shook his legs restlessly, flipping through the documents in his hand and reading them over and over again.

"If I'm not mistaken, Yomiya-san, it seems that he is very good at sports." Hoshino Mori said.

"Hmm...... Generally speaking, because I participated in the sports club in junior high school, I trained every day except for the last semester of the third year of junior high school, but I slacked off after I went to high school. ”

Jingu Terakitsuki didn't say a word, and glanced at it cursoryly, only paying attention to those solo projects, and all the projects that needed to be class-based were automatically ignored by him.

According to Jingu Terakitsuki's physical fitness, it is not difficult to win in some solo events, but he does not like those high-profile things.

Based on the principle, every student, regardless of grade, must sign up for at least one event, and if Hoshino Mori doesn't say so, Jingu Terakitsuki can be a thorough transparent person in the bocce game.

As for the two-person three-legged, horseback riding battles and other items, it is not the turn of Jinguji classmates who have been excluded in the class at all.

"Has the president already decided what project to participate in?" Yang Gongyao suddenly asked.

"Also, although I'm not good at sports, as the student president, I can't be embarrassed in front of my juniors.

"And this is also the last sports festival of my high school career, I really don't want to leave regrets for my youth, so naturally I will be able to sign up for all the projects."

"Oh~~"

Yang Gongyao clapped his little hands with a face full of admiration: "He is worthy of being the president, and he easily did what we couldn't do, which made people's blood boil and surrender." ”

Jingu Siyue glanced at her, and didn't pay attention to this senior girl with a high concentration of two-dimensional elements.

"Anyway, about the sports festival, you should think about it first, anyway, there is still a period of time, if there is really no project you want to participate in, I will not force it, but according to the school rules, you must sign up for at least one."

The last sentence was obviously said to Jingu Terakitsuki.

"Yes, Juncao." Yang Gong Yao saluted for some reason.

"I see."

On the way back to the new school building from the student union room, Yang Gong Yao kept bouncing.

"Hey, Jinguji senior."

"What's wrong?"

"If the senior can't find someone to participate in the sports festival together, he can come and ride us as a horse, it hurts-"

Jingu Terakitsuki let go of her head and said calmly, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

"Hmm~~ Let's talk about horse riding."

"I'm a second-grade boy, and it's not a shame to go to the horseback riding battle of the first-grade girls' group."

"Oh."

After a while.

"Then let's participate in the horseback riding battle of the second-grade boys' group, we are not ashamed."

Jinguji Yueden gasped and looked at the small animal on the side in disbelief.

Is she really a genius?

In short, the matter of the horse riding battle was put aside for now, and there were still ten minutes before the end of the lunch break, and Jingu Terakitsuki returned to the classroom of Class A in the second year.

In the past, Jingu Teratsuki only felt that his classmates were like train passengers in a small movie, ignoring him.

But lately, he's always felt like he's been being spied at more often.

What about being said to be a person who doesn't exist? If this continues, some classmates will be killed.

Well...... Of course it is impossible.

In short, Jingu Temple Moon maintained his previous appearance as much as possible, never taking the initiative to talk to anyone, and most likely no one would take the initiative to find him.

This has become the daily routine of teenagers, and since Aoyama-sensei left school, he has been treated as a transparent person in the class.

This probably shows that Mr. Aoyama is a good teacher in the hearts of his classmates, and Jingu Siyue has to think of such a lame reason.

The first class of the afternoon was classical literature, and Jingu Teratsuki didn't take it seriously at all, but no one cared.

The teacher who taught classical literature was a middle-aged man, surnamed Tanaka, similar to the traditional impression of an island man, serious, rigid, with a pair of small eyes that turned quickly, and was especially frightening when he reprimanded people.

All in all, many classmates didn't like Tanaka.

He thought that anyone would like Aoyama more than the gentle and beautiful Aoyama Sensei, so he turned the depression caused by this contrast into a negative impression of Tanaka.

Actually, Jingu Terakitsuki has a good impression of Tanaka, just because Tanaka will let him desert during class.

At least, Aoyama-sensei doesn't allow it.

When Aoyama was still teaching classical literature in Class A in the second year, Jingu Teraki threw chalk at his head every time he was in a daze in class.

If Jingu Terakitsuki dared to hide, she would walk off the podium in anger and secretly pluck his ears while the other classmates were not paying attention.

Jingu Temple Moon thought that it was more like flirting than education.

Occasionally, when I think of that teacher, Jingu Siyue's mood is like a cloud, and the continuous rain keeps falling.

I don't feel remorseful, and I don't think this act can be called a rescue, but I just fantasize that I can still be a good person while completing the tasks assigned by the system.

Fantasized that if you didn't hurt her, you could save her.

But he obviously overestimated himself, kindness, which was obviously the farthest word from him.

The boy thought about it and thought that this should be called arrogance.

And if arrogance does not have the ability to match, it will eventually pay a price.

If the price is not paid when it should be, the account will be transferred to the future.

Instead of that, it is better to give up these three years of high school life and pin his ideals on the more distant future, which can still make him endure.

It's just that I'm being excluded from school.

Compared with her future life, whoever comes, she will feel that it is a good deal.